The Solid Rock

My hope is built on nothing

less
Than Jesus blood and
righteousness;
I dare not trust the sweetest
frame,

On Christ, the solid Rock, I stand;

All other ground is sinking sand,
All other ground is sinking sand.

When darkness veils His lovely face,

I rest on His unchanging grace;
In every high and stormy gale,
My anchor holds within the veil.

On Christ, the solid Rock, I stand;

All other ground is sinking sand,
All other ground is sinking sand.

His oath, His covenant, His blood

Support me in the whelming flood;
When all around my soul gives way,
He then is all my hope and stay.

On Christ, the solid Rock, I stand;

All other ground is sinking sand,
All other ground is sinking sand.

When He shall come with trumpet sound,

Oh, may I then in Him be found;
Dressed in His righteousness alone,
Faultless to stand before the throne.

On Christ, the solid Rock, I stand;

All other ground is sinking sand,
All other ground is sinking sand.